Turn around.
Count 'till ten.
Face a wall.
Look up and then,
sky is moving.
Time is passing.
Still you're standing here.
Facing a wall.
Forcing a thought.
Worry less worrying about,
Transparent walls, featherlight walls.
Turn around.
Face a wall.
Count 'till ten.
Wide, bright, wild world.
Clouds pass.
Walls pass.
Count 'till ten.
But when, but when.
YOU ARE READING
Pencil Twist
ŞiirPoetry about lives and living, your life and mine. The good things and the bad, things you remember and things you forgot. things from the past and things from the future. I hope you'll enjoy! Feedback, suggestions and all that stuff are always wel...
